memoir | Dr. A. Light
“In my youth, I was brash | Eager and hopeful, careless perhaps | In those days, just as it is now, and just as it was before, the planet was wracked and riven by war | I played the banner-man, the penitent knight | The fool with a flag, clad in white light | And what of our cause? Our errand of peace? | The surges still bear forth the bones of the beast.
And mine was the dawn | His was the darkness | Where even the faintest light could reveal | Or confront the specter before us.”
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